When everyone present was stunned when they heard Wang Jiu’s statement.

"Fight, fight? Who are you with?" Li Xinyu looked confused, and his rationality was still immersed in his infinite fantasy of Xiaoyu Niang.

Li Wanqing looked at Wang Jiu seriously and waited for his instructions. This divine sword from the sky never jokes about fighting, so she would not laugh at it.

Chen Qingming was even more sensitive and frowned: "Demon spirit?"

She has been with Wang Jiu for the longest time, so she knows very well that Wang Jiu will only be so serious when facing the problems of the demon clan...but, there are demon spirits here only more than a hundred miles away from Shencheng! And is it a blatant threat to the life of the fishermen?

Although Shencheng's relationship with Qingyun City has been rigid for decades, Chen Qingming has to admit that it is a city that is stronger than Qingyun City. It may not be as rich and leisurely as Qingyun City, but under the decisive rule of the Shen family, it has always maintained an active, warlike and strong tradition. Shencheng's monks, both in terms of quantity and average combat power, are above Qingyun City. Thanks to the Shen family's indisputable iron-fisted rule style, this city with many strong people has not become chaotic and disorderly, and the level of public security ranks among the entire Xiangzhou, which is no less than Qingyun City.

And Qingyun City is absolutely impossible to allow a group of uncontrolled demon spirits to appear within a radius of 500 miles.

Chen Qingming was confused, but he didn't ask too much at this time, and was waiting for Wang Jiu's instructions. Wang Jiu pondered for a moment, and before he could speak, he saw the little fisherman running in anxiously to pull people.

"Don't stand there, monsters are very powerful! They came very quickly, and now the outer alarm is triggered, so you can't wait a little longer..."

While saying that the little fisherman had already taken Chen Qingming's hand first, the room was filled with people. Wang Jiu was a man, and her current appearance made her blush and dare not look at him. Li Xinyu is a fat man who doesn't want to get close to him after seeing him. Li Chaolu and Li Wanqing were both shining as women, leaving only a petite and delicate Chen Qingming. It seems that humans and animals are harmless.

However, when the little fisherman stretched out her hand, she felt motionless. She was a fisherman's child and she had a good skill in casting nets. When she was shocked, she realized that this group of people was not ordinary travelers.

Wang Jiu waved his hand at this time: "Forget it, you go take refuge, I'll go and see it alone."

"What, there are risks?" Li Wanqing asked.

Wang Jiu said: "It is indeed risky for you. The demon spirits are not strong, but there are too many. There are 733 gathered on the south side and 441 on the east side. The weakest is equivalent to a second-rate warrior in the mortal world, and the strongest is equivalent to a standardized mid-stage monk in Yunyong. You have no experience in fighting the demon spirits. Just relying on the knowledge in the book will only backfire."

After saying this, everyone stopped talking. A few seconds later, Chen Qingming let go of the force on his arm and smiled at the little fisherman: "Sorry, please lead the way. Let's go with you to the village chief's house."

The little fisherman was stunned for a moment, nodded, and looked at Wang Jiu again, but she didn't dare to look directly at the other party's eyes, and said quietly: "Then, what about you?"

Chen Qingming said angrily: "He goes to die, don't worry about him."

If we refer to the standards of ordinary people, Wang Jiu walked out of the village's shelter at this time, that is, the cellar in the village chief's house that can accommodate hundreds of people, like a small square, is indeed a bit of a dying voice.

Although the recovery process of the Divine Sword outside the sky was smooth, the time was still short, and the absolute power it possessed could barely be considered as the level of the mid-stage Fengyun Realm.

Of course, as long as Wang Jiu is willing, he can use the power of the mid-stage Fengyun Realm to crush two-digit cultivators of the same realm at any time, and he will be invincible at the beginning...

But this time the opponent was thousands of demon spirits, who were aggressive and addicted to killing. The single body was weak, but gathered into groups, and the destructive power that everyone had to worry about. During the time when the demon army invaded the Jiuzhou Continent, although this cannon fodder creature was despised, it made many extraordinary achievements. There were countless great monks who died under the encirclement of demon spirits.

In the cellar, the little fisherman watched the village chief's grandfather seal the door of the cellar with a copper seal, and breathed a sigh of relief.

With this bronze seal, you can at least stick to the patrol team in Shencheng. Although those people's habits are really displeasing, no matter how they are, they can help the village avoid the disaster of demon spirit destroying the village.

Thinking of this, the little fisherman was worried about the fairy in white again, and couldn't help but hold Chen Qingming's hand beside her.

"Well, you guys, don't you really need to ask him to come and take refuge? Those monsters are really amazing! Far beyond your measurement standards like surging clouds!"

Speaking of this, the little fisherman swallowed in fear and explained seriously: "In the past, there were people like you who came to the village to eat fish, and they happened to encounter a demon. After calculating, they felt that they had a strong advantage and wanted to eliminate the disaster for the village, but, but..." At this point, the little fisherman's eyes turned red.

Chen Qingming patted the girl who was obviously a few years older than him: "Don't worry, he is professional, and he will be angry when he asks him to come back at this time."

Speaking of this, there are also many feelings.

No one knows better than her mount who has lived together for more than half a year. She is said to be as gentle as jade... She feels a bit insulting, but there is no doubt that Wang Jiu really has no temper. There is almost no scene in his memory of being unhappy and losing his temper.

But that was just because Wang Jiu didn't care.

In the field he cared about, any inappropriateness caused extremely fierce reactions, and Wang Jiu would never compromise on the issue of the demons.

Although strictly speaking, the demon spirit cannot be called a demon clan.

At the same time, Wang Jiu had already walked leisurely and came outside Yulin Village.

At this time, less than two minutes have passed since the outermost layer of the village was triggered. But the Bailuo Vine in the Sword World has clearly captured the whistling sound in the air.

It gathers very quickly and is approaching. The characteristics of these demons seem to be speed.

As cannon fodder creatures, the demons transformed these demon spirits into various ways, including those who are good at winning with strength and those who are good at moving quickly. Perhaps in the eyes of the great monks, the difference between these ants is not so-called at all, but in the eyes of professionals, a little difference may cause a huge difference.

Wang Jiu has always been particularly meticulous in dealing with the demon clan.

For speed-type demon spirits, the difficulty lies in how to destroy them, but in how to completely eliminate them. Unlike those who win with their strength, high-speed demon spirits are greedy for life and fear death. Once they find that they are in danger of life, they may ignore the orders of their superiors and flee for the death. Therefore, although these demon spirits are not threatening to Wang Jiu, if they cannot be dealt with correctly, they will easily lead to a fish that misses the net.

Wang Jiu hates fish that misses the net the most.

Unfortunately, with the current power, we cannot release the magic-killing light wave that instantly affects a hundred miles of radius, so we can only use some tactful methods as a substitute.

Saving released a bait.

During the war between immortals and demons, it was developed by Zhu Junshen Immortal Lord, which has nearly fatal gravity on demon spirits and low-level demons. Once released, demon spirits within a radius of hundreds of miles will flock to them. At this time, even the commands of the high-level demons will be invalid, and no one can stop this wave of demon spirits.

In the early stage of bait development, the Wanxian Alliance used this bait to eliminate billions of demon spirits without any effort. As long as the bait was activated, it threw it directly to a place like the crater or Chaos Sea, and you could watch them die continuously. It was not until the demons broke the bait in a panic and reverse manner that the demon spirits had room for survival.

However, Wang Jiu was sure that in the Xiangzhou continent where the demons had already become extinct, such countermeasures should not exist, so just a simple bait could make these thousands of demons flock to them without repentance.

The only question is, after tens of thousands of years of historical changes, will the bait from that year still be effective for the current demon spirit?

A few seconds later, Wang Jiu got the answer. Almost the moment the bait was released, the whistling sound in the air suddenly increased by one level. Thousands of demon spirits were like violent, and their already quick speed increased again, and they roared towards the direction where Wang Jiu was.

At the same time, Wang Jiu slowly faded away from the sword spirit of the magic sword technique. Under the moonlight, the pure white divine sword body stood quietly among the dead rocks like a holy statue.

A few minutes later, the demon tide surged, and a large dark wave charged unstoppably.

Then it perished in just three minutes.

Almost as snow was covered with scorching sun, the demons disappeared in batches, and there was almost no need for Wang Jiu to do anything more. He just stood there simply, and the monsters approaching would melt with screams and melt without even a little bit of the scum.

The current Tianwei Divine Sword only has less than a possibility of power at its peak, but with the demon-slaying edge, the special effect of restraining monsters is still extremely sharp.

About ten minutes later, Wang Jiu confirmed again that there were no active demon spirits within a radius of dozens of miles, so he slowly transformed into the true form of the sword spirit and set off back to Yulin Village.

Afterwards, he spent some time to persuade the village chief to open the cellar door and confirm that the threat of the demon spirit had disappeared, but received unexpected cold reception or accusation.

The village elder almost trembled his fingers and pointed at Wang Jiu, saying with grief and anger: "Why, why can't you be honest? Relying on your cultivation and force, you can do the whole world to be chivalrous and righteous. Does anyone ask you to be chivalrous and righteous? Have you ever considered other people's feelings when you are brave enough to be brave?!"

Wang Jiu frowned: "I can't stand it?"

Shen Qingming rolled his eyes and secretly signaled that he would still open his mouth. There is something else in this village, and things are not that simple.

Things were indeed not simple. Almost as the village elder issued the order to expel guests, a hustle and bustle came from outside the village.
Chapter completed!